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The Days and Distractions


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The weeks keep going with days folding

the hours cling to each other in the sailing

the events crowding in a jumbled row

all gets forgotten in the feverish flow.

The episodes of the day require attention

with the chaos creating a commotion

there seems to be a deviation from the straight

much against the proposed installations of the right

Getting deep into the interventions

where there are unwanted associations

requires a handling with great focus

otherwise they would get you stranded in the nexus.

A withdrawal be the best on the spree

letting you to rest in peace and be free

an involvement would be a cyclic indulgence

calling for a periodical appraisal and appearance.

If all intend not to participate

the world would be a place of dissent

where the malicious would move ahead

leaving the righteous to trail behind.

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An Inertia


The body is in motion.

The mind is in commotion.

There is no coordination.

Everything moves in acceleration.

Leading to an arrest of notions.

It is likely to bring an inertia.

The mind works towards an amnesia.

The limbs succumb to a  paralytic  differentia.

The spirit dies  in  a distinct  criteria.

 

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Man Makes Them All.


The air around gets  choked,

The voice of most becomes hoarse,

Many cough violently.

A metallic sound emanates –boo,boo.

Fumes rise up from far,

The eyes turn  blood-red,

Tears flow down in  a dizzy.

A sobbing sound gets in         – hiss,hiss,

Vehicles produce carbon  emissions,

Choking man and nature together,

Implicating a catastrophe deliberately.

A chaotic commotion wakes up    – ugh , ugh

Cigar smoking  emit carcinogenic  tobacco

The lungs become weak,

Short of breath triggers fatality.

A silence  is remarkably felt.


Who makes all these?

The powerful  man makes them all,

To aid him  in his ventures plausibly,

A voiceless, cheerless , breathless, dead man emerges.